Nangong Wu’s heart was unusually racing.
Su Chen’s warning to Zheng Jingyuan was for her.
She felt an unprecedented sweetness, emotion, and sense of security...
Such feelings, she had never experienced before.
Nangong Wu raised her head to look at Su Chen, then lowered it again.
The selection competition had come to an end, and without further ado, Su Chen left under the watchful eyes of many.
From this moment on, it could be imagined that the name Su Chen would spread throughout the Four Great Ancient Nations!
The title of number one monster and number one warrior of the Four Great Ancient Nations were unanimously bestowed upon Su Chen.
Su Chen and Li Ping slept, but Su Chen was tired and did nothing but hold Li Ping in his arms, sleeping soundly through the night.
"You’re awake," Li Ping said, nestled in Su Chen’s embrace, her icy demeanor now replaced with a gentle warmth.
"Yes," Su Chen nodded, holding Li Ping’s delicate body: "Ping’er, what do you plan to do?"
"To cultivate diligently. I strive to go to the Buddha Domain as soon as possible," Li Ping replied earnestly.
Su Chen was not surprised; this was Li Ping, a strong, independent, cold, and proud woman.
"I will enter secluded cultivation for a few days, and then, I need to return to the Nan’e Ancient Country to deal with some matters," Su Chen said softly.
"I understand," Li Ping nodded.
Then, they exchanged tender affections and spoke no further.
It was not until the afternoon that the two got out of bed.
After rising, Su Chen went straight into secluded cultivation.
To absorb the Divine Blood Stump!!!
He could hardly wait any longer.
Though the Divine Blood Stump, a Supreme Treasure, could not be utilized in his True Fire Body Refinement or Divine Demon Body Training, it would nonetheless bolster his Physical Strength, and significantly elevate the level of his Qi Cultivation.
Time is unknown in cultivation.
The Spirit Clan, located within a barbaric wilderness within the Nan’e Ancient Country of the Divine Martial Continent.
The Divine Martial Continent is vast.
Apart from human cities and mountain ranges inhabited by Demon Beasts, there are numerous barren and deadly lands. These mysterious regions, untrodden by man or Demon Beast for millions of years, are utterly strange.
The Spirit Clan is situated in the Extreme South of the Nan’e Ancient Country.
Here lies an immense desert without visible borders.
In such a harsh environment, theoretically, no race should be able to survive.
But the Spirit Clan did.
Because the Spirit Clan People, unlike humans or Demon Beasts, possess spirit breath, the foundation of the Spirit Clan. With spirit breath, they can disregard harsh conditions like temperature and air.
In this endless expanse of gray-yellow desert, storms rage occasionally, a spectacular sight, appearing akin to the advent of a dusty doomsday.
Yet, deep within this boundless desert, there lies a city.
An exquisitely beautiful city.
Constructed entirely of Crystal Stones.
Moreover, these are multicolored Crystal Stones.
From afar, it looks like a fantastical structure out of a fairy tale, so beautiful.
Additionally, if one looks closely, one would notice that the Crystal Stone structures emit a colorful Divine Charm, rippling and enveloping the city from above, seemingly a Protective Barrier against the annoying sand and dust.
There’s a sense of ease and quietness that’s cut off from the rest of the world.
The number of Spirit Clan People is not large, just a few tens of thousands in total.
They are too powerful.
Among these tens of thousands, it’s almost impossible to find a weak individual.
Almost all of them are above the Divine Power Realm.
There are also many at the Creation Realm.
And some at the Dome Extreme Realm.
There are even those at the Ancestral King Realm, and although there are only two, consider that out of the tens of thousands of Spirit Clan People, there are two at the Ancestral King Realm. And what about humans? Take the South E Ancient Country for example, with over a trillion Martial Cultivators and not a single Ancestral King Realm among them!
What’s even more terrifying is that the Spirit Clan People are uniquely blessed. Their spirit breath is innate, and its existence provides them with strength far surpassing that of Martial Cultivators and Demon Beasts of the same level.
The city of the Spirit Clan People is built in a circular arc shape extending in all directions, and at the very center of the city lies the leading family of the Spirit Clan.
That is the Jun Family.
Jun Luoying’s father is the leader of the Spirit Clan People of this generation.
Moreover, Jun Luoying is the only daughter.
In an exquisite and independent attic within the Jun Family.
Inside a simple, clean room.
A woman is sitting cross-legged on the bed.
But it’s a detached, cold beauty – a kind that discourages people from approaching.
Jun Luoying is squinting, deeply immersed in her cultivation.
Yet, her stunning face is completely pale with weakness, and her aura is extremely weak and chaotic.
Knock, knock, knock...
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"Come in." Jun Luoying recognizes the voice as her father’s.
A middle-aged man in purple clothes, looking somewhat weathered, enters the room. Despite his weather-worn appearance, his facial features are quite good, suggesting he must have been very handsome in his youth.
And Jun Luoying has inherited that beauty, possessing unparalleled looks.
"Dad." Jun Luoying stands up, walks toward the coffee table, sits down on a chair, and at the same time, pours a cup of tea for her father.
The middle-aged man is named Jun Shoutian, this generation’s chieftain and leader of the Spirit Clan.
"Luoying, how are you feeling?" Jun Shoutian asks, full of concern. He has only this one daughter, and Jun Luoying has always been very promising. He has always loved his daughter dearly.
This time, due to a mishap in cultivation leading to deviation, her strength plummeted by over ninety percent in several realms.
Even her talent for martial cultivation has been damaged.
A shadow has been cast over the entire Jun Family.
As a father, he can hardly imagine what kind of pain and frustration his daughter must be in?
These past few days, Jun Luoying has locked herself in her room, engaging in frenzied, self-torturous cultivation, which is evident enough.
"It’s still no good." Jun Luoying speaks indifferently: "The foundation has been damaged. Unless there is an Origin Treasure to replenish, otherwise..."
Jun Shoutian’s face changes slightly, an Origin Treasure? Those are legendary treasures!
How could it be possible to obtain one?
Even the Spirit Clan has no means.
Unwilling as he is to accept it, the fact is that due to one incident of cultivation deviation, his daughter fell from a supreme genius, a prodigy with boundless future prospects, to mere dust.
What slightly comforts him is that both the Jun Family and the entire Spirit Clan have not kicked his daughter while she’s down.
"Dad, did you come here for something?" Jun Luoying asks: "Tell me, I can take it!"
Jun Luoying knows her father’s character well – if it weren’t for something important, he wouldn’t have come.